Friday, January 6, 2023

Track selection by: Phenomenal P 

Gotta Rap - Ab Soul
Album: Food For Thought (2022)
Producer: DJ Premier

Verse 2

All I know to do is aim high
Hold my hood up like a gang sign
Del Amo ’til the death of me
Shit, I’m already a legend if I ever leave
So you can't get rid of me
My lyrics will live in memory
Destination is destiny
Every record’s a felony, the long term legacy
'Cause there's definitely no stopping him
Just keeping it a buck, I'm on one, George Washington
So fuck is you telling me?
I’m a celestial, not a fucking celebrity
Meaning I am not like them
My pool of thought will probably drown Aquaman
Treat an instrumental like I treat oxygen
Had the '87 Chevy Celebrity
That mean we were the same age
The synergy is heavenly
Rolling through my city in a rush
On University so much, I should at least have a AA, hey
Hold your horses, I'll be forced to get the ketamine
I've been ready since seventeen
Watching thrones although most kings get the guillotine
The prophecy is Celestine, I'm wide awake, it's still a dream
I gotta eat, but still it seems the pigs start yelling freeze
When you bring the bacon to the table like Jimmy Dean
Party's over, hold the silly string
I even tried suicide and I don't know why
I know better than most that the Soul don't die
Took a leap, shattered my leg, and lost some teeth
And I'm still standing behind every word I speak, peep
Quagen in my cream, don't worry how I grieve, bitch
Frozen, broken heart throwing out on my sleeve
Then throw my last dollar on the floor
My guardian angel's name is Doe, I can never go broke